We only had Coco for a short time, but her story started when we ourselves were children. What we know is she had an owner her entire life who passed away, and she was found on the streets by an angel named Bonnie. Coco had cancer, kidney failure problems, rotten teeth, she was starving and alone. Bonnie took her in and spent thousands on thousands of dollars to save Coco’s life, despite being told it wasn’t worth it. Coco didn’t just survive after her work was done, she thrived. Bonnie ended up rehoming Coco with us due to Coco not being able to thrive around other animals. From here, Coco blossomed. She was the most sweet, caring, gentle friend you could ever ask for. Her purrs were healing, her kisses were rare but sweet, her soft fur under your hands felt like home. She got me through the hardest time in my life, where I felt almost completely alone. She spent her birthday with us, we celebrated Christmas and she got spoiled, she even had valentines day with us. Coco has been our best friend, our loyal companion, and one of the biggest pains in our butts with her fiesty attitude. I would do anything to do it all over again.